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... scent of pine and distant rain, but Elysia barely noticed it.
Her mind was still tangled in the weight of Malvoria's words, replaying them over and over again in her head, pressing into her chest like something solid, something inescapable.
Malvoria had looked sad when she spoke about her past.
That alone was enough to shake Elysia to her core.
She had seen Malvoria angry, amused, arrogant—but sad? That was new. That was something Elysia didn't know how to deal wi ...
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